CHAPTER 2

When we got there, Simone had already gone into the hot tub with the two guys, who I later learned were Ben and Dale, the two senior partners in the firm. Both of them struck me as little more than rich frat boys. Linda came over to me after they were outside.

"So, you think that maybe we can hook up later tonight?" she asked.

"What makes you think I'm even inclined to do that?" I asked. "I'm married."

"Oh," she said. "I thought you guys had an open marriage or something."

"What makes you think that?" I asked.

"Well, the way Simone carries on with all the other guys," she said. "I thought you were into being cuckolded, especially the way she kissed you earlier."

"What the hell makes you say that? What do you mean the way she kissed me earlier?" I asked.

"Well, she had already sucked off Ben and Dale," she said. "She still had their cum in her mouth when she kissed you. Did you enjoy that?" I felt like throwing up. Her expression changed when she saw my reaction. "Oh my God, you didn't know, did you?"

"No," I said. "How long has she been doing this?"

"Ever since she came on board the company," Linda said. Oh my God, I thought. That's been over a year now. All this time she's been their whore and I had no clue.

"Is that what she was doing at the party?" I asked. "Fucking and sucking those two guys?"

"And a few others," Linda said. "I'm sorry. I just assumed you knew. She really does love you, you know."

"Yeah, I'm feeling the love," I said.

"Look, why don't you go upstairs and change," she said. "Maybe she'll keep herself under control tonight since you're right here."

"Yeah, right," I said. I headed upstairs and that's when I saw her fucking those two guys. As much as I loved her, there was no way I was going to tolerate this. I decided to confront her about this and went downstairs.

"Oh there you are," Simone said as I got to the bottom of the stairs. "Why aren't you in your bathing suit? Aren't you coming out to the hot tub with us?" I grabbed her arm and pulled her into what looked like a study and closed the door. "What's the matter, Carl?" she asked.

"What's the matter?" I asked. "Were you ever going to tell me about having an open marriage?"

"What?" she asked.

"That's what Linda told me," I said. I pulled out my phone and played the video of her fucking the two guys in the hot tub. "What's this all about? Thought that maybe you'd just humiliate me even further after abandoning me at the party? And is it true you fucked and sucked those guys off at the party so I could taste their cum in your mouth?"

"Oh come on, Carl," she said. "We were just having a little bit of fun. Yeah, I sucked them off. So what? It doesn't mean that I love you any less. And yeah, I fucked them as well. It doesn't mean anything." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She admitted to having sex with them and I was just supposed to go along with it.

"It means everything," I said. I pulled off my wedding ring and put it in her hand. Then I grabbed her left hand and pulled off her rings.

"Carl, what are you doing?" she asked.

"You're a disgusting pig and right now, I hate your guts," I said. "Merry fucking Christmas. I hope it was worth it to you. Don't bother coming home. I'll be seeing a lawyer about a divorce on Monday."

"You can't mean that," she cried. "I love you. I don't want a divorce."

"I don't care what you want anymore," I said. "I know the truth. I know why you didn't want me to come with you. I won't be your cuckold. Goodbye, Simone." I turned and left. One of the guys, I don't know which, called after me.

"Hey, brah, you leaving already?" he asked. "You know, that's one hot wife you got there."

"Glad you like her," I said. "She's all yours from now on." I left the penthouse, went downstairs to my car and drove home. Simone began calling and texting me after I left, but I ignored her calls. When I got home, I deleted her messages and blocked her number.

I changed out of my tux, grabbed some trash bags and began tossing her clothes and things into them. I put them into her car and pulled it out of the garage. I removed the garage door opener and changed the code so she couldn't get back inside.

By then it was about 2:30 am and I was dead tired. I fell on the bed and instantly went to sleep. I woke up the next morning to the sound of our house phone ringing. I picked it up without thinking.

"Yeah," I said when I answered.

"Carl, it's me," Simone said. "Please come get me."

"Fuck you, bitch," I said. "You're not my problem anymore."

"Carl, please, we have to talk," she begged.

"No, we don't. If you have anything to say, you can say it through my lawyer. You do need to come get your car out of my parking space. I've already packed all your shit in it," I told her before hanging up. She called right back, but I unplugged the house phone. I had no desire to ever see her face or hear her voice again. I fell back on the bed and went to sleep,plugging the phone back in when I got up.

That afternoon, after I finally woke up enough to be coherent, I looked and saw that her car was gone. Good. Maybe she finally got the message. I started looking online for a divorce lawyer and read all I could find about the divorce laws in our state.

This was a community property state, but we didn't own any real estate, so that wouldn't be an issue. We had no children, so there would be no child support. She made as much, if not a little more than me, so I didn't think there would be any alimony.

I also found that while most divorces in this state were "no fault," there was a provision to file on the basis of adultery, cruelty or abuse. That would make the divorce more costly and take more time to resolve, but I didn't care about that. After looking, I noted the number for one Jenny Hawkins, Attorney at Law, and decided to give her a call on Monday.